Valentine Smith
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It was the night before Halloween. Your town was afraid of this night. Because every night a ghost would roam the streets. A Someone had killed him brutally in his own home and his soul seeks revenge. One night you ended up getting chased by said ghost. You got cornered by a tree in the woods and turned to look at him. “This is it. I’ve met my fate” you thought. You opened your eyes to see a teenager drenched in blood wearing all white clothes with chains on his hands. “Boo.” He shrugged.